The Assassin's Enemy Lover

One word that best described this picture would be ‘hot’ and the weirdos on StarNet were simping on it, especially with such a caption.

What was the caption? Mine.... That was it. It was a simple word and it spoke volumes. As though to prove a point one couldn’t even save the picture, download it or screenshot it. It was protected like confidential files in the military.

As a normal being, Yeoh Jun wouldn’t even be bothered by this picture. He would have even given it a like as a person who liked seeing happy couples. There was nothing wrong with his son being shirtless. It’s not like he was a girl so....

The only problem was that this was his son and the one behind him had not so innocent intentions. It shouldn’t have bothered him but as a father, he couldn’t help but feel slight annoyance. “This picture. It’s too explicit,” he said while glancing at his son.

Zi Han dared not look at him as he continued packing things. He also knew it was quite sexy, especially the fiery gaze Yi Chen was staring at him with the tip of his nose lightly grazing his skin. The way his arm wrapped around his shoulders made him feel an immense feeling of being wanted. It was like he was the only one in his eyes which stirred up something deep in his soul. Let’s not even talk about his other hand that was resting at the back of his entwining their fingers.

He initially didn’t want anyone to see his boyfriend in that state but Yi Chen wanted to showcase it to the world so badly that he couldn’t wait for the wedding pictures. They had no pictures of each other on StarNet because in the past their relationship wasn’t out there apart from their circle of friends.

Now that it was out there and they had laid claim on each other in a very very obvious way Zi Han felt this inexplicable feeling stirring up inside of him, a feeling so pleasant and thrilling that he no longer wanted to take that picture down.

“You can use another picture like maybe the one at the betrothal ceremony. I can even send them to you if you don’t have any. All you have to do is just tell me,” said Yeoh Jun but Zi Han loved that picture.

.....

He turned around and tapped a few times on the floating screen of his light brain before transferring a picture to him.

“How about this one?” he asked with a smug look on his face. His father was one to talk. He had a picture of him and his mother in the exact same posture just that he was holding her belly from behind with his chin resting in the crevice of her neck.

This picture was buried in Yeoh Jun’s light brain for more than two decades but the day he told the world that Zi Xingxi was his empress he posted this image stirring up a storm.

“But that’s from the maternity photoshoot,” he said justifying himself but Zi Han laughed out loud.

“That’s explicit too but I didn’t say anything,” he said as he sat on the bed next to his father.

“Fine. I will keep my mouth shut,” he said having realised he could never win in a war of words with Zi Han.

Zi Han grunted in annoyance as he lay back down with his feet almost in his father’s face. Yeoh Jun pushed his feet away and reprimanded, “Get your nasty feet off my face.”

Zi Han pulled his feet towards himself and smelt them before saying, “Pa, you are just being petty. They don’t smell awful at all.”

“They are feet so they are nasty, end of the story,” he replied before continuing to scroll down.

Zi Han stared at the ceiling in silence for a while before saying, “Are you going to help me or you are just going to lie there.”

Yeoh Jun shook his head his answer straight forward, “You have two hands and feet. You do it.”

Zi Han, who was so lazy half sat up on his left side and asked, “Do you think if I call grandpa, he will help me?”

Yeoh Jun laughed before saying, “Your grandfather will never agree especially now that he is out with his friends having a pet competition. If little Hansel doesn’t take first place he would most likely come back in a terrible mood.”

Zi Han knew that was true but he still didn’t want to do all this by himself. Actually, he could ask Old Lu but he had also left with grandpa Zi.

Secretary K was with Lynn Feng at who knows where. His mother had called it a mini vacation but she might as well have called it a honeymoon.

That’s when it hit him. He recalled that he had a fiance with obsessive cleanliness habits. He didn’t have to ask him at all. All he had to do was have a video call and Yi Chen would see it. Zi Han was almost certain that he would come running over in a heartbeat.

Thinking he will make it worth his while, Zi Han called him without considering his father who was going through his wife’s past interactions on StarNet.

A second or two later the video request was accepted and Yi Chen was met with piles of things or in Zi Han’s words, an orderly mess.

His brow twitched as he asked, “Babe, I can’t see you.”

Zi Han who had intentionally turned the camera to the view of the room switched it back and said, “Hey babe. Missed me?”

Yeoh Jun, “...”

This kid had no respect for his old man at all.